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Lyin' on my bed
Runnin' through my head
Of course there's nothing else to do
Well I picked up my guitar
I haven't gotten very far, when...
Now it's all gone, I was all wrong
Now I have to live, take, play and give
In the end
Well, I thought that I would
I thought I had something good
But I'm just too lazy to use it
Well, I thought it was there
It's not at all fare when...
Chorus
Lyin' on my bed
Runnin' through my head
Of course there's nothing else to do
Well I picked up my guitar
I haven't gotten very far, when...